I don't know how long I had been sitting there. An hour, a day, a week? I didn't really care anymore. Not since Alex was gone. I had to get over it but I couldn't. I don't think I can go on. But I have to try.

I stood up from beside the grave and wiped away the tears from my eyes. Even though I wiped the tears away they still clouded my vision.

As I walked home I couldn't really see but my feet guided me home.

A drop of water fell on my face, mixing it with my tears. I looked up to see that the rain clouds that had been threatening to rain all day had finally met their promise.

I look back down and keep on walking as the rain continues to pour down on me. It soaked my light chocolate coloured hair so it clung to my face.

I didn't much of rain, especially today.

The weather matched my mood perfectly.

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It had been a week since Alex's death. The rain hadn't let up and neither did the glares.

My father not wanted to lose his only son didn't tell people about the couple Alex and I were. He only said that Alex was gay, not me, just Alex.

But even though my father didn't mention me, the town still had its rumors to live by.

That's all this town was. Rumors. I bet even if Alex weren't gay he would have still been killed because someone would have said so. Life is hard that way.

It's still only homeroom and I do believe I have already had over 10 glares for each person in the class.

I felt so small in this classroom. Everyone stared and glared, I had then whisper to each other. Once in a while I would catch part of someone passing a rumor onto the next.

I was glad that homeroom was only 15 minutes. I couldn't it through the rumors. But I knew as soon as I got to math 103 I would have to sit through more.

The bell rang and I slowly began to make my way to the door. But before I could reach a hand on my shoulder caused me to stop. I flinched at the contact. Ever since Alex's death no one had come near me, let alone touch me. I turn around to see Mrs. Yami. She was a small Japanese woman with waist length black hair that had turned grey over the years on top of her head in a tight bun. Her blank look in her eyes turned to sadness as my eyes met hers.

Mrs. Yami was probably the only one other then my younger sister that understood that I was going through pain and didn't listen to the rumors. She was a kind lady that would remind you of your grandmother. She was always smiling but not now. Now she looked sad.

Alex had been her godson. She knew about me and Alex's love ever since the beginning. But she had not said anything knowing it would cause a fuss and something to go wrong.

We stared at each for a moment but she cleared her throat.

"Camron, I know it's been a hard time for you, as it has been for me. But I must ask a favour of you," she paused to see if I would reject but I stayed quiet and waited for her to continue, "I would like you to show around a new student. He just transferred here from Russia. He is arriving at lunch. I need you to give him these," she handed me a folder full of papers "And give him a tour of the school. There's not that much to tour but people have been known to get lost." She had tried a joke but it was such a sad time for both of us that it couldn't even make her smile.

I nodded. I started to walk towards the door again but her voice called me to turn around.

"Oh and Camron? Try to make friends with him. We both know that you need one in this mess and it would also be nice for him to have a friend that can speak some of his own langue." She was right, in both things. I really did need a friend and I did speak some Russian, a little German, and maybe some French from when I was in grade 3.

I just nodded and left the classroom so I wouldn't be late.

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The morning went by faster then normal and I actually felt impatient for lunch. When I could meet this new kid. I wonder what he was like? Did he know any English? Did he know someone here in Ravenhood? And why is he moving here?

I had almost forgotten my depression. Almost.

I could tell that as soon as he settled in people would start rumors. Probably mostly because of why he came here.

It was funny how predicable this town could be.

All rumors. Most of them turned up real so that's all people in Ravenhood believed. It didn't really matter if you were telling the truth. So there was no point in actually saying something. All it would turn into was another ugly rumor. They would twist your words and make people that liked you before turn sour and hate you forever. I sometimes wonder when this town would get tired of its rumors. But now that I think about it, rumors are all the Ravenhood has to strive on. So I guess that's a no, we would never get over it.

It was lunch but I wasn't really hungry so I just walked around like usual. I wonder where I was supposed to meet this guy?

As I walked down the hall I noticed something different. There was no sound of water hitting on glass. I looked out the window to see that the sky had stopped crying for me.

And by the looks of it, was already starting to dry up.

Decided that I needed some fresh air.

I stepped outside and took a deep breath. The air smelled of rain. It was a nice smell. I looked around to see that most of the kids in the school had the same idea as me.

Not wanting to get caught up in a mess I started to walk up the steps to go back inside but a Russian accent stopped me.

"I'm Dimitri. I'm new; someone was supposed to give me a tour or something. Do you might know by any chance know how that person maybe?"

I turned around to look at the guy. My breath got caught in my throat as I looked at him.

He was so, so, beautiful.

He had curly dark brown hair, which framed his face. He was tall; he looked to be about six inches taller then me, about six-three or six-four. There were bags under his icy-blue eyes that made him look mysterious. He could have been a male model if he wanted to.

He noticed that I was staring and he smirked.

I could feel the blood rushing up to my face as I blushed.

I couldn't deny that was embarrassing.

I stammered over my words as I tried to talk. "My name is C-cameron. I'm s-supposed to show you a-around." I said. I could still feel the blush on my cheeks.

'What am I doing? What about Alex?' I thought.

'What about him? He's dead, remember?' A voice in the back of my mind said but I quickly tuned it out and tried to, well, not blush.

Dimitri raised an eyebrow as he saw I was calming down my blush but didn't talk until I was done.

"Well Cameron. Is that for me?" He gestured to the folder in my hand.

I handed it to him but couldn't help to think how I didn't know how sexy my name was.

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The tour took about 20 minutes, making up the rest of the lunch period.

"Sorry Cameron. I didn't mean to keep you from eating." Dimitri apologized; his Russian accent made me almost blush again but I held it back.

"That's okay, I wasn't hungry." And I didn't want to go through the stares while eating my peanut-butter-and-jelly sandwich.

His icy-blue eyes met my blue-green ones - that had turned dull from depression and all the crying I had done - and they locked for a second. I could feel something between us. It felt like I couldn't look away and it was if time had stopped moving. It felt weird.

I quickly unlocked my stare from his eyes as the bell rang for class to start.

"Well, um, bye." Dimitri said and started to move to his next class. He sounded awkward. Like he felt the same way when are eyes met.

'What about Alex?' The voice in my head mocked me.

'You just shut up!' I yelled back at the voice.

I felt like I was going to cry for no reason. But I held back the tears and went on to my class.